You know it's summer when you decide to learn a new way to fold your T-shirt at 2:11 a.m. in the morning. The scary thing is I really enjoyed it. Since my mom was up, I even gave a demonstration. Weep for me my fellow bloggers. I really, really something to take up all of this free time of mine. Maybe a job. If not a job, then I need a girlfriend. Of course, if I have a girlfriend, I need money. To get money, I need a job. Ahhhhhhh! Circular logic! I'm stuck in the never ending loop of boredom. Oh, economy of 2009, thou art a heartless bitch. If you find yourself with some free time, amuse yourselves with this video that teaches you the secret to folding shirts.
I'll try to wrap up an old post of mine on the video game concert I attended. I know you are all dieing to know what happened, but you will have to wait and see.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Monday, June 22, 2009
agarose gels
so today i was running a gel (for those of you who arent biology types, a gel is used to seperate DNA parts by length; it's a viscous kind of material, kind of floppy) and it made me hungry for asian jellies. i need to go find some asian jellies.
Sunday, June 21, 2009
loose teeth
whoa i just remembered that we used to get loose teeth when we still had baby teeth. remember how funny it felt? your tooth would wiggle a little and then it would wiggle a lot more. and then it be kinda addictive so you'd keep wiggling it like a habit and then at some point it would come out. and then your tongue would keep going into the spot because it felt so weird to have an empty hole in your mouth. yeah. good times.
Monday, June 15, 2009
Toothpaste Thief
Oh the life of a college student. Strange sleeping hours, penny-saving meals, and of course, communal bathrooms.
With communal bathrooms come petty thefts, most of which are nothing more than a little annoying. But a month or so ago, a major case of the Toothpaste Thief haunted my hall. What was particularly annoying was the fact that the thief did such a poor job of stealing. I admit it--I've used someone else's shampoo before. Maybe even someone's toothpaste. But you always do a careful job of doing it, noticing which cubby the stuff came from and which position in the cubby. But no...this thief would often leave the cover off and place the toothpaste in a random cubby. I was particularly annoyed because my toothpaste supply was running precariously low and I didn't want to go buy a new tube for a mere 1 month. I also wasn't the only one victimized by the thief. Others had complained about similar incidences, and others noticed that their shampoo supply was dwindling much more quickly than normal.
Fighting the urge to send out an angry (or sarcastic) email to the dorm, I felt called to show some love to my enemies (since I was leading a Bible passage on that topic) so I bought a new tube of toothpaste and taped it to the bathroom wall, along with a note that said something along the lines of "Please stop using my toothpaste and use this one instead." I thought that this act would quickly bring an end to the matter. But then it only got more intriguing...
No one touched the toothpaste for two days. On the third day, however, the toothpaste was gone. Then, that night, I found that new tube of toothpaste in my shower tote (which was in my cubby). wtheck! I hadn't left my name on the note, so I doubt anyone would have known that 1) I had left the toothpaste and 2) that cubby was indeed mine. Then, the next day, the toothpaste appeared in someone else's cubby. Another day, it was on the sink. This was the pattern again and again. The toothpaste also dwindled at an alarming rate.
As the school year ended, I have a strong suspicion on the culprit--but the case remains unsolved, as I cannot prove anyone guilty beyond a reasonable doubt.
With communal bathrooms come petty thefts, most of which are nothing more than a little annoying. But a month or so ago, a major case of the Toothpaste Thief haunted my hall. What was particularly annoying was the fact that the thief did such a poor job of stealing. I admit it--I've used someone else's shampoo before. Maybe even someone's toothpaste. But you always do a careful job of doing it, noticing which cubby the stuff came from and which position in the cubby. But no...this thief would often leave the cover off and place the toothpaste in a random cubby. I was particularly annoyed because my toothpaste supply was running precariously low and I didn't want to go buy a new tube for a mere 1 month. I also wasn't the only one victimized by the thief. Others had complained about similar incidences, and others noticed that their shampoo supply was dwindling much more quickly than normal.
Fighting the urge to send out an angry (or sarcastic) email to the dorm, I felt called to show some love to my enemies (since I was leading a Bible passage on that topic) so I bought a new tube of toothpaste and taped it to the bathroom wall, along with a note that said something along the lines of "Please stop using my toothpaste and use this one instead." I thought that this act would quickly bring an end to the matter. But then it only got more intriguing...
No one touched the toothpaste for two days. On the third day, however, the toothpaste was gone. Then, that night, I found that new tube of toothpaste in my shower tote (which was in my cubby). wtheck! I hadn't left my name on the note, so I doubt anyone would have known that 1) I had left the toothpaste and 2) that cubby was indeed mine. Then, the next day, the toothpaste appeared in someone else's cubby. Another day, it was on the sink. This was the pattern again and again. The toothpaste also dwindled at an alarming rate.
As the school year ended, I have a strong suspicion on the culprit--but the case remains unsolved, as I cannot prove anyone guilty beyond a reasonable doubt.
Monday, June 8, 2009
the discoveries you make...
your anus develops first. as the blastula (a hollow ball of embryonic cells) invaginates, it forms a two-layered cup, of which the opening is called the blastopore. the blastopore becomes your anus. these are the discoveries i make as i study developmental biology for the mcats. no wonder humans are stupid.
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